Reborn before the murdered wife preached

Seeing that they could not leave the inn, Feng Xuanxuan and Yu Huaan turned to look at Yin Luo and Bu Fei and the others. The two of them barely managed to fight a draw with the middle-aged man.

During the fight, the middle-aged man was also changing, looking less and less like a living person!

The whites of his eyes filled up his eye sockets, and the blue-black skin radiated outwards, and the middle-aged man's entire face turned blue-black.

Yin Luo and Bu Fei looked at each other and frowned tightly, "This guy is not easy to deal with, he should not be alive!"

Bu Fei dodged the middle-aged man's attack and swept across his grabbing hands. His dark blue palms were covered with black fingernails.

Bu Fei looked at the middle-aged man's current appearance and made a bad guess, "It might be a ghost!"

"Evil ghost!" Yin Luo looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. She looked him up and down carefully and had to agree with Bu Fei's statement.

Apart from evil spirits, who else in the world could look like this dead person!

After dodging the middle-aged man's attack again, Bu Fei took out a fire talisman from his storage bag and threw it at him. Only fire spirit power can restrain evil spirits. Unfortunately, he is a sword cultivator and is not very good at using fire spirit power.

The middle-aged man was not fast in his movements, otherwise he would not have not caught up with Yin Luo until now. Instead, he was hit quite a few times by Yin Luo and Bu Fei.

The middle-aged man didn't dodge Bu Fei's fire talisman, and it hit him right on the chest. The fire talisman hit the middle-aged man's chest, and a flame exploded from the fire talisman.

The clothes on the middle-aged man's chest were blown away, revealing his chest which was blown beyond recognition by the fire talisman. Black and green blood flowed out from the wound, making the middle-aged man look more like a non-human.

"Are you afraid of fire?" Yin Luo laughed cruelly.

The disciples of Qifeng are all good at refining weapons, and naturally they use a lot of fire spirit power. Although Yin Luo has not yet refined any magic weapons, she has already practiced fire spirit power to perfection.

A flame appeared in Yin Luo's hand, and she attached it to her spirit sword, wrapping around it from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

Feng Xuanxuan wanted to go forward to help, but before she reached them, she saw Yin Luo holding a flaming spiritual sword and piercing the middle-aged man's chest with it!

“Ah!!!!!” the middle-aged man screamed, his body trembling. A black mist flowed out from the wound, and his face became increasingly darker.

When Feng Xuanxuan saw Yin Luo’s attack, she realized that this middle-aged man was afraid of fire!

A ball of fire appeared on Feng Xuanxuan's palm. This was a basic spell that she had practiced many times and now she was particularly handy in using it.

"Senior Sister Yinluo, let me help you!" As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Xuanxuan threw the fireball in her hand at the middle-aged man.

The fireball quickly landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder and ignited his clothes. The flames on the clothes spread around, and without the support of Feng Xuanxuan's spiritual power, they were quickly extinguished.

But looking at the bloody wound on the middle-aged man's shoulder, it is not difficult to see that Feng Xuanxuan's attack was still effective.

The three of them walked together, looked at the middle-aged man opposite them who was seriously injured, and thought about making further efforts.

"You guys, I want... all of you... to die... here! Ah!!!" The middle-aged man howled to the sky, and at the same time, a black breath falling from above was injected into his body.

The wounds on the middle-aged man's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feng Xuanxuan used the fireball technique again and attacked the middle-aged man! Yin Luo followed closely behind, with flames attached to her spirit sword again, stabbing at the middle-aged man.

Bu Fei took out a fire talisman, quickly went behind the middle-aged man, and threw the fire talisman behind him.

Several people attacked from the front and back and thought they could take down the middle-aged man again, but Bu Fei's fire talisman exploded on the middle-aged man's back, leaving only a little black ash, without even hurting the middle-aged man's blue-black skin.

On the other side, Feng Xuanxuan's fireball quickly landed on the middle-aged man, but like the synchronously flying fire talisman, the attack was ineffective.

In the end, it was Yin Luo's flaming spiritual sword that injured the middle-aged man's arm, leaving only a wound.

Yu Huaan took another step back in fear, but when he thought of the people outside the inn, he immediately retracted his steps.

Isn't it just a ghost? He...he should be able to do something...

Yu Huaan opened the storage bag and searched for the things inside. Soon he found what he was looking for, the golden flute that could subdue ghosts.

Yu Huaan took out the golden flute, placed it horizontally to his lips, and thought about the Requiem he had learned.

Feng Xuanxuan, Yin Luo and Bu Fei were struggling to deal with the even more powerful middle-aged man when they heard an ethereal flute sound echoing around them.

As the sound of the flute got closer, the middle-aged man's movements became slower and slower. It was not until Yu Huaan walked in front of the middle-aged man while playing the flute that the evil spirit completely stopped attacking.

Feng Xuanxuan looked at Yu Huaan in disbelief and said in amazement, "Junior Brother Yu, you can also use the flute to fight evil spirits!"

Yin Luo looked at Yu Huaan playing the flute and remembered that this guy seemed to have been able to play the flute since he was a child.

And he can only play this one tune.

While the middle-aged man was controlled by Yu Huaan's flute, Bu Fei quickly stepped forward. He held the last few fire talismans in his hand and stuck them one by one on the vital parts of the middle-aged man's body.

Upon seeing this, Yu Huaan quickly retreated while playing the flute.

“Bang!”, “Bang!”, “Bang!”

After a few sounds of fire explosions, one of the middle-aged man's arms was blown off by the fire talisman.

"Watch me!" Yin Luo still had flames attached to her magic sword and chopped at the middle-aged man's other arm with one sword.

Just as their crisis was about to be resolved, the middle-aged man broke free from Yu Huaan's control of the flute and howled to the sky. Countless black ghost spirits descended from the sky and rushed into the middle-aged man's body.

After a crisp sound of bones growing, the middle-aged man grew half a meter taller and became huge. His two broken arms were regenerated and grew back on his body.

Feng Xuanxuan quickly retreated, leaving the middle-aged man's attack range. Yu Huaan and Bu Fei also dodged one after another, leaving only Yin Luo. No matter how she dodged, the middle-aged man followed her like a shadow.

Soon Feng Xuanxuan and others also noticed this situation. They stopped and watched Yin Luo and the middle-aged man circling around to avoid the attack.

"What should we do? Senior Brother Bu Fei." Feng Xuanxuan looked at Bu Fei beside her and asked.

Bu Fei turned to look at Yu Huaan and the golden flute in his hand, and asked, "Can you still control the evil spirit?"

After hearing Bu Fei's words, Feng Xuanxuan also looked at Yu Huaan expectantly, "Junior Brother Yu!"

Seeing the two people's eyes full of expectation, Yu Huaan laughed dryly twice, "It should be... possible..."

After saying this, Yu Huaan blew the golden flute in his hand again.

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